Cold burns stimulate
The vibrant nerve your lover
Pressed his hot kiss to
-M.
Writing Life
Cold burns stimulate
The vibrant nerve your lover
Pressed his hot kiss to
-M.
The Universe a boy with
Feminine hands makes of our
Embraces an enthusiastic
Dogpile somehow straddling both
Our backs at once starry robes
Flung open
Laughing
Light as ether
-M.
We touched cheeks
East met west we sweat
Ans sweatily rolled
Against each other side
To side our shoulders
Arms dewy hands taut
Fingers turned our hips
Forward now belly to
Belly sex to sex our
Mouths open we found
Our peaceful
Passages in the dark
-M.
Blue blanket on red blanket on me
In the summer sweating blue
Under the blue and red
Blankets face red from the the blue
And red blanket heat eyes
Red from the blues
That drove me under the blankets
-M.
Roaring inside
Swishing your tail
Brave, upside down
Ripples in a red pool
Child of mine, tell me
Is it better or worse
To call you un-souled
At your time of dying?
-M.
When the angel comes
Will I know to step back
Will I have love
Or will I have lack?
-M.
Squeeze. Release. .
Juice runs through your fingers.
Light in the kaleidoscope on the
Insides of your eyelids tightly closed.
Body scent of Beloved drawn in
Held. Held. Dizzy.
Held. Released.
-M.
After the shower fruity
Shampoo smell released
Ascending from a turban unfurled
The Holy Spirit you kept
Under your hat.
-M.
Exotic medicine sells
Books better than juiced
Our mythology and
We knew this all along.
-M.
Fresh box of 12 bold
pens. If only they smelled like
brand new Crayolas.
-M.